In the Ice Age, I stockpiled billions of supplies

Chapter 1403

More than half an hour later, Zhang Yi's team, the monks led by the funeral master, the Knights of the Round Table, and the Garudas led by Gao Changkong appeared at the entrance of the circular corridor.

Behind them, the bodies of the three-eyed tribe had already piled up into a mountain.

Most of them were soldiers of the three-eyed tribe, expelling these outsiders.

However, the four generals had been defeated, so how could they be the opponents of the most powerful people in the surface world?

The scene was a bit tragic, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. From this perspective, Zhang Yi and his team were all cruel and ruthless invaders.

However, the battle between different races, and between races of higher civilizations, is a plunder of living space, and there is no question of justice or not.

It's just the law of the jungle.

Wolves eat sheep to survive, how can it be called cruel?

There are obviously fewer people gathered here, and most of the warriors they brought died on the battlefield.

A considerable number of the remaining ones are aliens above the captain level.

The funeral master put his hands together and said to everyone: "Everyone, I know why you came here. We only want to completely solve the source of the disaster that has threatened the Snowy Plateau for thousands of years, and what you want is also here."

"In that case, let's go together!"

Zhang Yi nodded and didn't say much. Having come this far, there is naturally no reason to turn back.

Gao Changkong and Lancelot naturally had the same idea.

They stepped onto the narrow stone bridge and walked towards the temple where the supreme kingship of Nash was located.

Originally, they thought that they would definitely encounter obstacles from the Nash army on the way forward.

But unexpectedly, from beginning to end, no one stood up to block their way.

Perhaps the people of Nash also understood that ordinary soldiers could no longer stop them at this time.

Only Zhang Yi, when he was moving forward, suddenly had a strong feeling of being watched in his mind.

His intuition was extremely sharp, which was a passive ability derived from the time system ability.

He raised his head and looked at the temple that was getting closer and closer and bigger in his eyes. He felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient beast.

"Dangerous breath."

Zhang Yi said lightly.

Gao Changkong glanced at him from a distance: "What's wrong, Lao Zhang, did you sense anything?"

Zhang Yi glanced at him indifferently: "Lao Gao, are you a little too familiar? However, this place is indeed dangerous."

He took a deep breath and thought secretly: However, this feeling of danger is far worse than what he encountered under the Qinling Mountains.

The three-eyed tribe brought him less pressure than the white dragon's race.

Obviously, these are two different civilizations, just like there is a gap between the strengths of human countries.

Even the four generals encountered before were at the level of the black chariot, but they were not to the point where people were completely desperate and completely unable to compete.

Perhaps this time, through the Nash Kingdom, we can thoroughly peek into the true face of the underground tribe.

Zhang Yi had a feeling that he would gain a lot this time.

Sacred materials such as the source of God were secondary. The most important thing was to learn the truth of history.

Everyone came to the gate of the Holy Spirit Temple carefully.

From a distance before, it seemed that the Holy Spirit Temple was suspended in the sky, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

Only after getting close did I feel its vastness and majesty. It was difficult to even look up to its top with effort.

Its head had sunk into the clouds, looming. The door alone was hundreds of meters high!

This proportion was very magnificent even for the three-eyed tribe, so it was unimaginably huge for humans.

Zhang Yi led people and walked silently to the side, without any intention of pushing the door forward.

Among the monks of Sangjia Temple, two sturdy Vajra warriors walked over and mustered their strength to push the two heavy doors.

"Squeak--"

The door was pushed very slowly, and a white light flashed in front of them. Everyone's eyes could not help but look forward, and everyone was ready for battle.

But everything they imagined did not happen.

At the entrance was a long white corridor. In the magnificent hall, the road was paved with half-meter thick red carpet.

On both sides stood white stone pillars, covered with exquisite patterns, magnificent.

"Be careful, there may be an ambush here!"

Deji reminded everyone.

Beside Zhang Yi were Liang Yue, Uncle You, Fatty Xu and others. They also held weapons and carefully looked at everything around them.

Zhang Yi's eyes were blurred with brilliance., [Tracing All Things] senses the possible danger at any time.

A group of dozens of people stepped into the silent hall and walked slowly forward along the narrow corridor.

However, along the way, no three-eyed soldier appeared, and there was a dead silence here.

Until they walked to the end of the corridor, they saw another huge door.

In front of the door, there was a huge chair, on which sat a giant wearing silver armor.

His figure was very burly, even in terms of human proportions, he was broader and thicker than the pure strengthening aliens like Uncle You.

The armor was somewhat similar to that of medieval European knights, but the helmet was a twisted horn helmet, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, and the rest of the place was dark due to the light problem, and the true appearance could not be seen clearly.

But just a glance from this pair of eyes made everyone present feel a huge pressure!

Zhang Yi swallowed subconsciously. The pressure brought to him by this person was greater than that of Sembamu before, much greater!

Not only him, but others felt the same way.

"Is this... the last guardian?"

Lancelot's eyes were solemn, but a fanatical smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

No matter what, the one in front of him must be an enemy!

Everyone was fully prepared for the battle.

Zhang Yi loaded the White Owl in his left hand, and the Holy Judge in his right hand was covered with the void black flame that could destroy everything.

Gao Changkong held the Golden Sun Wheel Sword, and Lancelot also recast his Conqueror Sword, ready to take the lead in the charge.

The giant sat upright on the chair, and when he saw the invading humans, he did not raise the axe placed next to the chair, but slowly raised his right hand and pointed at the people in front.

"You came at the wrong time, it's really troublesome!"

"But I don't have time to punish you now, let's find a place to calm down first!"

After he said that, he snapped his fingers lightly, and the space in front of everyone was twisted like a rag.

Zhang Yi felt a familiar force - the power of space, which instantly enveloped everyone present.